Sack Of Milk

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Sack of milk,




punctured by the tiny excuse for a straw.








DAMN!
I guess it went too far...
a rush of milk meets my hands
*plip,


plip,



plip* as the milk falls to the floor...











Whatever happened to my box? So square, so comforting. These mistakes could not be made unlike that of a certain squishy mass that school lunch ladies force us to get or receive no food at all...

I really miss you box....












Screw you, Squishy Sack of Milk!!!





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